A/n: This is my very first fan fic. :3
I'm not too sure what I'm doing, so don't hate!
I'd love to hear your opinions. I'm not sure how long this will/should go for. :/
"Have you been wicked, your highness?"
"Very, Miss Adler."
She sauntered around the room, watching her prey write against the bonds that tied her to the bed. Grabbing her crop, she trailed it down Anastasia's slim body.
"Still, my pet. Still," she said calmly.
Her pet shivered as the crop trailed further down her body. The tip left her briefly before striking directly on her clit. Her body jumped. She moaned. Pain and pleasure coursing through her body. Again and again, the tip is brought down on her. On her clit, her stomach, her breasts, and slowly it stops by her open mouth.
"Suck," Miss Adler said, stressing the "s."
Moaning, Anastasia leisurely traced her tongue over the tip; the taste of leather filling her mouth. All too soon it was removed, and she was left empty, whimpering. The hit of the flogger soon brought her from her day dream. Each strand biting down individually on her stomach. Her body raised from the bed, she gasped but was once again cut short by the next hit of the flogger. Over and over again, the leather bites down on her skin. The pain spreading through her like wild fire, leaving her aching for more.
The flogger is trailed down her over sensitized skin. The light tough breaking through the numbness in her brain. Her skin feels everything. Each strand of the flogger, each hair that picks up, everything.
She feels fingers on her clit, but all she wants is to be filled. Her pussy pulses, she feels herself build to edge, but all too soon Miss Adler's fingers are taken away. She begins to whimper, but the flogger that crashes down on her pussy causes her to gasp instead. She should've known better. Miss Adler likes to tease.
"Aww. Poor little pet. You want to cum don't you?" Miss Adler teased.
"Please, Miss. Please let me cum!" She was almost screaming. He voice was filled with unshed tears from her frustration.
"That's not how we beg now, is it? You can do better," Miss Adler whispered.
"Please Miss. Please let your worthless little slut cum! She begs you Miss!"
Applying clover clamps to her pet's nipples, Miss Adler smiled wickedly. She lowered her face to the soaking pussy, and began to lick and suck. Slowly at first, swirling around the swollen clit. She writhed and moaned, her hips bucking; demanding more pressure on her clit. She sped up, applying more pressure, but not enough to send her over.
"Please Miss! Please let me cum. I'm so close," she mewled.
Laughing slightly, Miss Adler moved away from her pussy. Her juices were dripping down her leg and her clit was visibly throbbing with need. Her pulsing pussy was soon filled with Miss Adler's fingers, thrusting deep where she had been so desperately craving.
Suddenly a crop flicked her clit, almost sending her over into heaven.
"Cum on my crop, pet," she demanded.
Two more flicks and she passed through the gates to oblivion, screaming her release as her body convulsed. She felt the crop at her mouth once more.
"Kiss it, my pet."
Anastasia licked and kissed it with all that she had left. She was drained of energy, but Miss Adler continued to milk her for all she was worth. Continuing to thrust her fingers into the sensitive channel, she dropped the crop and removed the two clover clamps sender her per over the edge of orgasm again. Screaming and convulsing into unconsciousness, Miss Adler knew she had done her job.